Belle

Little town, it's a quiet village

Every day like the one before

Little town full of little people

Waking up to say...

Bonjour

There goes the baker with his tray, like always

The same old bread and rolls to sell

Every morning just the same

Since the morning that we came

To this poor provincial town

Good morning, Belle

Look, there she goes

the girl is strange, no question

dazed and distracted, can't you tell?

never part of any crowd

cause her head's up on some cloud

no denying she's a funny girl, that Belle

Bonjour

Good day

How is your family?

Bonjour

Good day

How is your wife?

I need....six eggs

That's too expensive!

There must be more than this provincial life!

Look, there she goes, that girl is so peculiar

I wonder if she's feeling well

with a dreamy, far-off look

and her nose stuck in a book

what a puzzle to the rest of us is Belle

Ohhhhhh....isn't this amazing?

it's my favorite part because....you'll see

here's where she meets Prince Charming

but she won't discover that it's him

till chapter three

Now it's no wonder that her name

means "beauty"

her looks have got no parallel

But behind that fair facade

I'm afraid she's rather odd

very different from the rest of us

She's nothing like the rest of us

yes, different from the rest of us is Belle

Right from the moment when I met her, saw her

I said she's gorgeous and I fell

here in town it's only she

who's as beautiful as me

so I'm making plans to woo and marry Belle

Look there he goes! isn't he dreamy?

monsieur Gaston! oh,he's so cute!

be still my heart! I'm hardly breathing!

he's such a tall, dark, strong, and hansome brute!

There must be more than this provincial life!

Just watch....I'm going to make Belle my wife!

Look there she goes....a girl who's strange but special

a most peculiar mademoiselle

it's a pity and a sin

she doesn't quite fit in

cause she really is a funny girl

a beauty but a funny girl

she really is a funny girl.....that Belle!!